#who would've thought?

[amiserableseriesofevents]

So yeah, apparently this happened 😳

Happy 100k words of Such stuff as dreams are made on!

[queerdiazs]

wip wednesday ✨

hii 🫶🏼 hoa eddie is giving me fits but i simply don't care, that bitch is going to suffer from the shenanigans he's caused one way or another, so please enjoy him being a goofy goober

He lays his chin on Buck’s shoulder, stuffs his face against Buck’s neck and breathes deep. He shuts his eyes and smiles. “Did you use my shampoo?”  “Your soap, too.”   Eddie laughs. “It smells nice on you,” he says, inhaling deeply one more time before opening his eyes and staring down at the catastrophe in the skillet. “Buck, I think you burned that piece of bacon.”  “S’fine,” Buck says, jerky and stunted, and stabs the overcooked piece of bacon a couple times before he gets enough leverage to pull it out of the grease. It’s charred and dark next to the other pieces on the paper towel. “I’ll still eat it.”  Humming, Eddie nuzzles his face across Buck’s shoulder. “Are we just having bacon?”  “There’s still some of that pudding cake leftover in the refrigerator.”  “Bacon and cake for breakfast?” Eddie pinches Buck’s side, eliciting a small giggle that has the stiffness in his shoulders dissipating. Whatever it is that’s weighing on Buck is still heavy, then, but not so big that Eddie can’t take it every once in a while. He doesn’t mind being Buck’s rock whenever he needs to. “Yum.”  “And coffee.” Buck flicks Eddie’s forehead, just hard enough it makes a funny little noise, and adds a few more pieces of bacon. “Breakfast of champions.”  Eddie wrinkles his nose and snuffles, kind of like a puppy, and tugs on a piece of Buck’s wet hair. “I’m glad you’re here, Buck,” he says, and it’s all ooey-gooey emotions in his tummy, too-sweet and sticky like honey, and, oh, that’s different. That’s very… different. “I’ve got a lot of laundry to do and you’re my favorite little helper.”  “But I’m injured,” Buck whines, pouting his fat bottom lip out.  “Are you?” Eddie smile, ear to ear. “I thought you said you were okay.”  Buck fakes a cough in Eddie’s face, tongue out and all, because he’s a brat. “See? Injured.” He shrugs. “Guess I can’t help with laundry at all.”  Eddie’s grin widens so far his cheeks chub up. “You’re so fuckin’ adorable, Buck,” he says before he can stop his heart from talking out of his mouth. And it’s fine, maybe, that he’s got shit for brains sometimes, because Buck’s face lights up in a glowing red blush that has Eddie’s heart beating a little fast in his chest. He wonders if Buck can hear the thudding; it’s loud enough and they’re so close Eddie can feel Buck’s heat. “Buck—” “Eddie—” Christopher’s alarm, fucking Crazy Train, rips through the kitchen and startles both Eddie and Buck apart. Eddie’s heart races and Buck’s face is as red as the tomatoes sitting in the windowsill and perhaps it’s a good thing they were interrupted because Eddie’s not exactly sure what he was going to say. 

i was tagged by @wildlife4life, @wikiangela, @honestlydarkprincess, @fortheloveofbuddie, @disasterbuckdiaz, @thewolvesof1998, @daffi-990, @try-set-me-on-fire, and @callaplums mwah i adore all of you

and i'm casually no pressure tagging @eddiebabygirldiaz, @eddiediaztho, @callmenewbie, @exhuastedpigeon, @jesuisici33, and everybody else who wants to partake in the tomfoolery

[petit-papillion]

Recap of 2022 Bahrain GP

📸 Scuderia Ferrari

[dustbon]

The bug collection is complete and I feel like there's no more purpose in my Camila's life. She reached peak bug nerd. She's half a skillbar away from maxing the gardening skill and then we're done with her generation

Extra:

I had no idea this was a thing! I achieved an achievement (?) without knowing and I'm proud, your honor.

✅ Complete the insect collection

[cloudwhisper23]

It wasn’t much, but the idle conversations Henry had with his animatronic reminded Evan so much of life that he wanted to cry for different reasons. He took such a fond tone to Fredbear, even though it was tinged with plenty of sorrow.

“They’re still trying to get me to fix you up, aren’t they?” Henry murmured softly. “I can’t just tell them you’re not broken. They’d try to use you again, and no one deserves that. I wish I could buy you back, make sure they never risk it again.”

Henry was quiet for a long time after that. “There’s nothing wrong with any of you.” He sounded confused. “What could they have possibly sent you in for?”

The missing children all exchanged guilty looks. Evan pressed closer, waiting for something, anything, to go wrong. It always did.

“I don’t understand why you keep killing night guards,” he resumed. “Or how you do it so cleanly. But what I do know is it needs to stop. Murder never solves anything, no matter how many times you try it. All it does is divide people further. It tears families to pieces. It…” Henry sniffled at that, and the guiltiness overtaking all the children suddenly turned as they all glared at Evan. “Was killing Mike your way of telling me something? That there’s something deeper going on?”

[jaggededges123]

love how it took me one (1) battleship and one (1) personal emergency to take me from "yes i am gonna do all three days of niecest weekend and all three days of eighthcest weekend, these are my own goddamn events" to "well it's a good thing i already have one niecest weekend fic done and i hope i'll get one eighthcest weekend fic before it's time" lmfao

[adrift-in-thyme]

CONGRATS AGAIN ON 200

OK fic requests some fluffy oot zelink. Maybe Link being a dorky teen post games sneaking in to see Zelda?? 👀

THANK YOU <3<3

And tysm for the prompt! It was super fun to write!

Sneaking | Ocarina of Time | G

Link sprints across the courtyard and dives behind a line of shrubbery. Seconds later, a guard marches by, armor clanking noisily. Link watches him go, a grin quirking his lips.

He’s done this countless times before, but the thrill of it never leaves. 

No sooner has the guard turned his back, than Link is up, racing toward the tower in the distance. He’s always been good at sneaking, but this journey is never without a few close calls. Part of him actively invites them. They add to the rush of adrenaline, the feeling of victory when at last he reaches his destination. 

Of course, this would all be easier if he just used the stone mask. He could be across the castle gardens and up that tower in only a few moments. But that would take all the excitement out of it.

A dirt-eating grin still on his face, he glances over his shoulders to ensure Impa hasn’t materialized out of thin air and begins to climb.

A soft breeze blows through his hair, bringing the sounds and scents of the night to him. With the smell of the forest wafting through the air, and owls hooting and crickets chirping, it’s truly a beautiful night. One that he is eager to spend by the side of his favorite person in the world. 

He reaches the top and hauls himself over the window sill. 

“Took you long enough,” says a familiar voice.

Link looks up, smiling as his gaze lands on Zelda standing in the middle of the room in her Sheikah garb, arms crossed over her chest. There’s a grin on her face though, and when he steps toward her, she leans forward to give him a peck on the cheek.

“I’ve missed you,” he murmurs, brushing a stray hair back behind her ear. 

Between her duties and his, it’s growing more difficult than ever to see each other in an unprofessional capacity. Moments like these are painfully rare when they’re able to just be themselves. Zelda and Link, Link and Zelda.

“I’ve missed you too,” she replies, softly.  

She rubs a gentle thumb along the side of his face and he leans into her touch. For a moment they are silent, merely reveling in each other’s presence, but then Zelda gives him a quick kiss and backs away.

“Are you ready?”

Link grins. “Of course. Are you?”

She winks, already rounding him and heading toward the window.

“Always.”

It doesn’t take them long to cross the lawn. They climb the castle wall, quickly, stifling giggles as they sprint past guards and vault over. Epona is waiting dutifully for them on the other side. She gives a welcoming whinny when Link swings up onto her back. He pats her, then holds out a hand to Zelda.

“Your ride, My Princess.”

Her cheeks pink slightly as she takes it. “Why thank you, Sir Link.”

No sooner has she sat down in the saddle, than Link spurs Epona into a gallop. Then, they’re off flying across Hyrule Field laughing and cheering as they zip past trees and leap over obstacles. 

Moments like these are so wonderful, so freeing Link can hardly believe they’re real. But when he chances a glance back at Zelda, looking so beautiful and vibrant and alive, he knows he will treasure them forever. 

Just as he will treasure her forever—the princess who has his heart.

[thatonebjp]

I have a card game I'm making with my brother, and ever since I got back into magic (and especially making custom cards) making cards for that game has become like five times harder because I constantly have to remind myself that a lot of mtg stuff does not apply to this game

[cowboy-like-moony]

Turns out me taking great care of my teeth the day before I went to the dentist did not make up for the months of mediocre care and I have several cavities

[thomas-mvller]

Wait you're telling me... an athlete was accused by her teammates of favoritism... an athlete whose mom is part of the board of the athletics federation... who happened to choose her own daughter as captain of the team... and who chose her to run the race to represent her country instead above all other athletes... this is like brand new information... my gothness gracious 😱

[sabh0]

@///_bsd_edits on Instagram gave me the idea to draw that based on one Ueda and Kimisawa interaction

The thing ^

[heartguards]

Me, thinking about the future titles in the series: Fuck, this series is about identity too. Even The Bronze Dagger.

[dustbon]

Slivio Tavares - Short

Active, creative, proper

Your friendly next-door yogi

Self-taught massage therapist

[somuchstrdst]

x

[oriato]

"Wyll’s the sort of princely-type I would have once dreamed of marrying... When I was thirteen."

Sure Astarion...

[joshpeck]

so turns out mindlessly scrolling on my phone for 4 hours didn't actually make me feel better